That is that...

I wish I could write this and have it appear the same week, as I have some more political comments regarding the elections; but be that as it may, we are going to be stuck with whoever wins and that is that.

With that nasty bit of business behind us and the world supposed to end on December 21, I guess I'd better get to some of the more important things in life such as...

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The problem of wives that disappear while shopping, apparently abandoning their husbands for periods of time.. I happened across an elderly gentleman next to his vehicle in the Wal-Mart shopping center waiting for his wife to finish shopping. I said good morning, went into the store, got some canning jars and returned to my vehicle. The gentleman was still waiting for his wife to come out. I said hi and asked him how long had he been waiting. Darn near an hour, was his reply.

He complained his wife had to look at every item in a store whether she bought anything or not, and he always wound up waiting. I commiserated with his condition and suggested maybe someone should invent an item that could be affixed to the wife which could be activated, kind like you have on your car keys. This item would inform the wife the husband is tired of waiting by sounding a horn. The old boy said that would never work, as she probably would not be able to distinguish the honk from the rest of the horn honks. I agreed, and we went on our separate ways, he to look for his wife and I home.

I did not mention the Boss, as she reads this to see what I say about her on occasion. I have a life to live.

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I have been canning applesauce and apple pie filling. Hey, if you are going to be a house husband, you might as well learn all the aspects.

The Boss told me she would help, but she is getting like a husband. After the first batch, she said give the rest away, she didn't want to do any more. I have to admit it is a pain.

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On my gosh, I thought I had seen everything, but when you have to shave to wear a pair of jeans? Does this qualify as a fashion statement?

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I changed my physical therapy to another company because my ankle is still not fully mobile. The initial therapist was a woman who did not weigh enough to manage the manipulations necessary for me to gain the mobility needed. One thing about an ankle operation of any kind, and that is the requirement of six weeks of absolutely no weight bearing.

After six weeks of no activity of any sort ,the muscles, tendons and anything else that moves tend to stiffen to the point they have to be manipulated by another person in order to regain flexibility. The ankle joint itself has no pain, but the swelling can be no fun at times.